Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Singapore and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Gun Club,
Neu!,
The Stooges,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fela Kuti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
JFA,
Jacques Brel,
The Divine Comedy,
The Young Rascals,
Slave,
Mandrill,
Max Romeo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Siglo XX,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tropical Tobacco,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Y Pants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joey Negro,
10cc,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scion,
Severed Heads,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harry Pussy,
the Association,
Eve St. Jones,
Blancmange,
Sparks,
Black Bananas,
Laurel Aitken,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Massinfluence,
Ossler,
Traffic Nightmare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dead Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sister Nancy,
Al Stewart,
Reuben Wilson,
Isaac Hayes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Clarke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric B and Rakim,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.